The Italian Deal [18+]

Disclaimer The Italian DealWritten by WomanBehindWords Copyright © 2020 WomanBehindWordsAll Rights Reserved No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means - except in the case of brief quotations embodied in articles or reviews - without written permission from its publisher.  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. WarningThe Italian Deal contains the following triggered topics:

The room buzzed with excited chatter and children ran between the tables in a good-natured game of tag. I couldn't figure out if I should run off to somewhere far with or without my heels.Then Luciano and I entered, applause spread across the room. There was the scraping of chairs as folks got up for a standing ovation and we made our way to the head table.We sat in front of a bouquet of baby pink roses and all the guests, well all of them except to those who weren't peeing their pants by the sight of a cold Luciano cheered in joy and happiness. After a few moments, the toastmaster rose from his chair and everyone else sat down. The sound of his teaspoon rapping on the side of his wineglass signaled everyone to silence, except the children who were shushed by their parents."We are not going to be that lovesick couples, fuck we won't be anything as close as strangers, " My dear husband whispered, his

I was huffing by the time I reached the garden of this building. My cheeks were reddened from the embarrassment I just had and for the running I just did.I leaned on the walls behind me and sighed. This was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but I couldn't do it with a loving a mother in law and cold-hearted mafia as my husband.I never wanted to get married in the first place, I have watched my mother suffered financially and emotionally after my father died before I was even born. She heard numerous things, bad and offensive about her life, herself, her daughter. And yet she stood there, confidently like the strong woman I knew."Who are you?" A deep voice asked. I quickly stood up straight and saw a man almost as tall as Luciano glaring down at me. He crossed his arms around his chest."Uh, I'm Alice De'Amelio, " I replied nervously. His gaze was cold like ice which was making it impossible for

"You are leaving tomorrow?" I asked in bewilderment as she declared that she was going to leave for America tomorrow. "Yes, that's why I wanted you to meet Maria today so that you know where to go if shit hits the fan." She said as she put the fork in her mouth and taking a bite.I looked at Luciano pleadingly as he was enjoying the dinner and ignored our conversation altogether."What?" He asked rudely. His eyes looked tired, he was working day and night after our wedding, avoiding any conversation with me."You knew about this?" "Of course, I knew. I bought the flight ticket, " he said, still oblivious to the dilemma I was in."B-But if she leaves me, then who am I going to talk with?" I whined. Ma

"If you are going to keep thinking about your sexy as fuck husband then I'm not talking to you." I heard Angela said. I could feel a pout forming on her face by the time I looked up at her. "I'm not thinking about Luciano." I rolled my eyes. I stared down at the list of products that the cafe needed to order this month. Should have taken that business loan."Hey, it's okay. The cafe is doing great, I'm sure we can buy this shit and still have money left." She assured me as she noticed the worry in my face."I know that but our savings is on the warning level. What if we can't manage it?" I sighed."Stop worrying, okay. And tell me about your married life." She wiggled her eyebrows."What is there to tell? We want to kill each other every day. I'm not sure if this marriage is going to work out or not." The headache forming was nothing foreign, I knew that this marriage